This is a song about "Making bars"

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

While im in the making

I was born to do the damn thing

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

The jiggas and the tips

Making a difference,

This insomnia, making my head spin

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

This is just a few bars